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Albright and Wilson as a company and as two families engaged in chemical production making profit\u00a0from an industry which\u00a0poisoned animals and birds with their industrial pollution effluent. What is less well known about the founder families was their love of blood sports and active participation in shooting birds and fox hunting.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n Today (Boxing day) is a day associated with vile animal murdering scum gathering to hunt animals , and so it is the case that in this post I aim to burst the bubble of this companies avid followers who in history have tried to present them as \u201cpeace loving Quakers\u201d with moral values and selfless humanitarianism. Nothing could be further from the truth in the way in which they cruelly participated in the destruction of sentient creatures. <\/span><\/p>\n It\u00a0is crystal clear to those who attempt to stop the vile activities of those participating in what they call “sport” but to most is senseless slaughter, that these parasites\u00a0usually have \u00a0strong links with the judiciary and political life. This can be seen too with the Albright and Wilson \u00a0families, but it should be stated that none appear to have been\u00a0associated as Tories.<\/p>\n The clues are there in the company history of AW in \u201c100 years of phosphorus making.\u201d<\/span> <\/strong>Far from being poor downtrodden pacifists or working class heroes who \u201cmade in Oldbury\u201d, this\u00a0pack of inter cousin marrying weirdos revelled in animal extermination for fun and sport with the country set aristocracy. They also lived far more comfortable\u00a0 and longer lives than those who served them in terrible conditions at their phosphorus factory in Langley. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Let\u2019s look at what information can be gleaned about the descendants of Arthur Albright<\/strong> and John Edward Wilson, <\/strong>who had started their phosphorus making enterprise using the imported bones of dead animals<\/span>. These are undoubtedly some of the biggest and most important names in the history of this vile company and can be seen to be big players also in hunting circles.<\/span> <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n John William Wilson\u00a0\u00a0 1858-1932<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n Eldest Son of founder John Edward Wilson<\/p>\n “All his life he was a keen rider to hounds….”<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n Wilson notably pursued his business interests and his position as Chairman of this company for a time was no doubt helped by his role\u00a0in legislature and as a magistrate. He “represented” ,(ahem cough cough)\u00a0Langley on the Worcestershire County council.<\/p>\n At one General election he was unopposed, such is the rotten borough status of the area where the Trinity Street factory stands.<\/p>\n THE TRUE DEFINITION OF A “POCKET BOROUGH”- FOR LINING HIS OWN POCKETS<\/p><\/div>\n Most notably one of his opponents at another election in 1918, , was Mary\u00a0Anderson better known as Mary Macarthur<\/strong> of the chain makers \u00a0strike fame, whom he narrowly beat for the Stourbridge seat. It is interesting to note that as a Labour anti war candidate where women at this election were allowed to stand for parliament for the first time\u00a0, she was defeated by a man whose company \u00a0benefitted from The Great war financially and would have killed thousands with the phosphorus that they produced. Stick that in your phosphorus retort Quaker pipe and smoke it!<\/strong><\/p>\n George Stacey Albright – 1855-1945<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n The second son of founder Arthur Albright pottered around at the Oldbury factory, though not much appears to be recorded of what he actually did there. From the company history however we learn of G.S Albright:<\/p>\n “A lover of the country and of country pursuits he brought , as a natural right, a grand but at the same time unostentious style to his home life and avocations, whether at Bromesberrow Place<\/span>, in the foothills of the Malverns, to which he moved from Edgbaston in 1903, or at the Scottish lodges, Drumochter and afterwards Kildermorie, which, with their grouse moors- and he was a first-rate game shot- he leased over forty years.”<\/span><\/strong><\/p><\/blockquote>\n This sets the sights of this particular individual, who obviously enjoyed the pomposity of the hunting life. A picture and caption from The Tatler <\/strong>\u00a0<\/strong>24 November 1937\u00a0<\/strong> shows the arse dressed up in full regalia.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n The caption at the foot of this article about a ball that they were having- (how they appear to love those)\u00a0 states that “the grand old man” (sic) had just returned from grouse shooting in Scotland and that Albright as Chairman of The Ledbury Hunt committee <\/span><\/strong>was “in good heart” <\/span>when they set off for a days jolly killing animals.<\/span><\/p>\n It should come as no surprise to those who engage in sabotaging this vile pursuit that G.S Albright<\/span> was a major player in The Ledbury Hunt <\/span><\/strong>and the location of Bromesberrow place<\/span> (his former home which he bought the freehold of in 1929) has\u00a0the nearby kennels\u00a0off “Albright Lane”<\/strong> to the present day<\/span>.<\/p>\n “When, in December , 1925 he arranged for the board to meet for a pheasant shoot at Bromesberrow, item nine of the agenda was ‘to consider the complaint from the gamebirds insurance company that G.S.A had disregarded the mortality tables.’ He was for a time Joint Master of the Ledbury Hounds and hunted with them until he was over eighty<\/span>.”<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n From 100 years of phosphorus making<\/p><\/div>\n His son Martin Albright (Toby), who<\/span><\/span> rare for these families actually served in the army is also noted to have been “a bold and skillfull rider to hounds”<\/span><\/strong> but was killed in 1917. \u00a0No loss there.<\/p>\n It should also come as no surprise that\u00a0“sporting” George\u00a0was also\u00a0a long time player in the local judiciary and therefore control of “the law”- or at least that which he and his kind believed to be so.<\/p>\n George Albright finally popped his clogs in 1945 just after boxing day, and his will records that he had not forgotten his followers and fellow parasites.<\/p>\n Will to the hunt<\/p><\/div>\n Dinah Albright\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0? –<\/strong>1990<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n The main beneficiary of Albright’s will was his niece Dinah who lived at Bromesberrow Place till her death in 1990. One can see that she left over \u00a33 million in her will, a major part of which was supposedly given to The National Trust. Astute readers will know that this organisation has a rather chequered history with fox hunting activity on its land, and more recently the controversy of so called “trail hunting” which is really still hunting by pretence. One internet account of Ms Albright is that she was a miser who did not treat her staff very well at all.<\/p>\n George Edward Wilson 1882-1927<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n Son of John Edward and younger brother of John William.<\/p>\n “He too was never happier than when he could relax in countryside interests and sport, especially shooting, at Park Hall, near Kidderminster, to which he moved in 1890.”<\/span><\/strong><\/p><\/blockquote>\n The Surprise surprise, he also served on the Worcester county council for 21 years succeeding his brother as an alderman.<\/p>\n Kenneth Henry Wilson\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a01885<\/span><\/span> -1970<\/strong><\/p>\n Son of George Edward Wilson.<\/p>\n Reference is made in 100 years of phosphorus making to an anecdote about a 1933 business trip to Birmingham Alabama hosted by a phosphoric acid manufacturer Theodore Swann.<\/p>\n “Swann entertained his guests for two days in his camp in the woods, a large and comfortable log house from which they rode out to hunt quail and turkey with the help of a small pack of hounds. He also introduced them to ‘possum’ hunt by night, the hounds ranging the woods to tree any ‘possom’ they might come across.<\/span> “<\/strong><\/p><\/blockquote>\n Kenneth Wilson was a long time chairman of this company, and when the company history was published he sent out signed notes to certain individuals with a copy of the book.<\/p>\n A company not concerned with murdering animals for profit<\/p><\/div>\n More concerned with “men than with chemicals” claims Wilson, yet obviously not concerned about other species.<\/p>\n Wilson was another business\/ politician and part time law caretaker. If by now you are starting to get a little concerned as to how members of these two families appear to have sewn up this particular niche locally then you are not alone. Another of his collected titles appears to have been “High Sheriff of Worcestershire”.<\/p>\n Perhaps the most telling quote from this man came during his speech given at the centenary dinner in 1951 in respect of their workforce<\/p>\n “They all pulled their weight and set us an example of service and love of their masters<\/span> and the firm, if I may use this term.”<\/span><\/strong><\/p><\/blockquote>\n It is also apparent that he passed on his vile genes to his offspring. On the marriage of his daughter Henrietta (noting that his wife was also the daughter of fellow Quaker George Cadbury of the chocolate fame), it is revealed that she is\u00a0 “keen on sports, and is a rider to hounds”<\/span><\/strong> in this article from 1942 Lichfield Mercury,<\/p>\n Father of the poison bride<\/p><\/div>\n William Beaumont Albright\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 1907-<\/span>1989<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n Grandson of Arthur Albright.<\/p>\n The war dodger Albright spent most of his time milking the benefits of his forebears, and obviously inherited the hunting genes by all accounts.<\/p>\n His\u00a0 personal chauffer who was apparently kitted out with a grey uniform,\u00a0 recalled in an addition of Albright World the company magazine for employees\u00a0” ‘I well remember when he bought his first Rolls Royce Silver Cloud….. We always used to go to Scotland for a fortnight’s \u00a0grouse shooting in August each year and on two occasions I drove him on holiday.’ “<\/strong><\/p>\n An newspaper article appearing in The Birmingham Post on 2nd April 1957 describes a theft from this gentleman’s house where a \u00a31,000 mink coat<\/span> and jewellery was stolen. (Perhaps it was a couple of badgers) \ud83d\ude06<\/p>\n <\/p>\n One only hopes that the old hag wearing the dead animal was never reunited with the unfortunate creatures fur.<\/p>\n Albright died in 1989 leaving nearly \u00a32 million.<\/p>\n COGNITIVE DISSONANCE AND THE FOLLOWERS OF ALBRIGHT AND WILSON<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n It is strange that cognitive dissonance applies to those who today claim to be against blood sports, yet somehow also blow the horn of praise for the legacy of this bloodthirsty bunch of wankers.<\/p>\n In business for profit they made poison which killed animals, in waste pollution they poisoned animals and birds in the environment and in recreation they murdered animals in cold blood for fun and \u201csport\u201d. They also participated in animal vivisection to further the aims of their company products at the forerunner to Huntingdon Life Sciences<\/span>. <\/a><\/span><\/p>\n But it wasn\u2019t just the family members of this crazed cult who killed these animals and birds , it was the daft showers of piss “servants”<\/strong> who worked for them and made them money so that their “masters”<\/span><\/strong> could pursue a comfortable leisurely life of hunting whilst they toiled. Whilst the Albright and Wilson’s were chauffeured around the countryside, in Oldbury men were burned and jaws rotted with phosphorus necrosis. <\/span><\/p>\n It is odd that such townies show\u00a0duality towards loathing blood sports in the countryside, whilst also being proud of working for people who were hard nosed capitalist country pursuit enthusiasts. One is reminded of that rather sad spectacle of the \u201chunt follower\u201d who is not on horseback but adores seeing those men in red coats towering above them like gods\u00a0with the\u00a0homoerotic salivation at the spectacle of spilt blood.<\/span> <\/span><\/p>\n It is somewhat ironic that the followers of Quaker founder George Fox<\/span> were at their happiest in persecuting the animal of the same name. For this reason\u00a0The Albright and Wilson’s \u00a0are hereby dually presented\u00a0with \u00a0a white feather of cowardice.<\/p>\n To Messrs Albright and Wilson Ltd, Cowards of Park Lane and Trinity Street For murdering and poisoning animals for your personal gain and selfish primitive self gratification.<\/p><\/div>\n “Kiss mine”<\/p><\/div>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Albright and Wilson as a company and as two families engaged in chemical production making profit\u00a0from an industry which\u00a0poisoned animals and birds with their industrial pollution effluent. What is less well known about the founder families was their love … Continue reading <\/a><\/p>\n\n
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